you have to talk to me

In the blink of an eye, it was November. In a wave of cold air going south, midterm exams came and went, leaving some students, either rejoicing or dejected.

Everyone in the study group, except Bai Lan, who didn't take the exam, can be regarded as a wave of joy, especially Hou Wen.He has advanced by dozens of places compared to last month's ranking, and jumped to the first place in class 8, ranking in the [-]s.The repeater class does not participate in the rotation between the rocket class and the ordinary class. Excluding those who are in the repeater class, he finally fulfilled his promise to Jianhang and successfully advanced to the rocket class.

Joining him in the rocket class was Feng Jimeng. Feng Jimeng passed more than 220 exams and just happened to be the 150th among the freshmen.It's just a pity that both of them failed to enter Class 16, but entered Class 18 together.But at least on the same floor, and door to door.

Zhang Jiarui was heartbroken, and from now on he was the only one who would go to Bai Lan after every get out of class.Feng Jimeng wasn't around, so he searched too often for excuses, so he lived on Sunday afternoon.

Feng Jimeng originally thought that she didn't have any feelings for Class 8, so she would change when she changed shifts, but after she really changed, she was inevitably a little disappointed in her heart.The homeroom teacher who cared about his studies, the math teacher with a good temper, the Chinese teacher who spoke ruthlessly, the classmates who were in the front, back, left, and right sides...

However, before he had time to experience this disappointment, he was overwhelmed by the overwhelming papers from the rocket class.

In the past, I always felt noisy in class 8. Those who didn’t study in the get out of class were noisy, and the white and blue people were noisy after class. As long as there was no teacher in the self-study class, there would always be buzzing voices in some corners.In class 18, he finally knew what good discipline and a quiet learning environment are.In the self-study class, there is only the sound of flipping books. Even after class, students coming and going in and out of the classroom are in a hurry, and the students speak in a low voice.

He and Hou Wen were the new students who came in. At first, Hou Wen wanted to quickly establish a good relationship with the classmates and get familiar with them, but after he came in, he realized that there was no need for it.Except for the mountain of questions in front of them, the new students don't care who goes and who comes.

This made Feng Jimeng and Hou Wen dare not speak casually even if they were sitting at the same table.Boring is quite boring, and depression is also quite depressing. Once affected by this kind of environment, you have to spend more time and thoughts on studying.

During class break, Hou Wen was calculating the questions and said to Feng Jimeng: "Keep this ranking and pass the exam for two more times, so you don't have to go back."

"why?"

"We won't look at the grade rotation next semester. The teacher hasn't notified us yet, but Jian Hang said it's Hongzhong's tradition, and I'm afraid that the last few months will put too much psychological pressure on us."

"I feel fine."

Hou Wen glanced at Feng Jimeng: "I also think that your psychological quality is not ordinary. How did you manage to improve your grades so steadily?"

"Understand what you don't understand at ordinary times, and do what you know when you take the exam."

"I'm just nervous about the exam sometimes, and I can't do it."

"Then take it easy."

Hou Wen rolled his eyes at Feng Jimeng: "It's simple."

"Do you hate Class 8? You don't want to go back so much."

"This has nothing to do with class 8. Do you know that all the rocket class are special-grade teachers? The math teachers in class 18 have participated in the college entrance examination questions. Think about the difference."

Feng Jimeng nodded, but felt that he was very close to Ning Da.Goals that seemed unattainable before can now be achieved with just a little more effort.This is not only his goal for himself, but also his promise to Yang Fan.

He will keep the promise he made to Yang Fan.

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At four o'clock in the afternoon, a Mercedes-Benz S450 appeared in Yangfan Auto Beauty Shop for three consecutive days.After the car wash No. [-] parked, a beautiful woman with jewels came out of the cab.Wearing a camel soft woolen coat, a long skirt, and single-heeled short leather boots, she exited the washing workshop and asked Boss Yang to wash it for her.

At that time, Yang Fan was settling accounts in his small office.This woman showed up on time for three days in a row. She didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd, so she asked someone else to wash it for her.

Master Wu, an old employee, brought Xiao Pan to greet him with a smile, saying that the boss had something to do for the time being, so he came to do the laundry.The woman waved her hand: "Then I'm not in a hurry when you, Boss Yang, finish your work first."

Master Wu and Xiao Pan had no choice but to look for Yang Fan.

Yang Fan pointed at the computer screen and said irritably, "Then let her wait."

Master Wu is in his fifties. He has the simplicity and directness of a working people, and he doesn't shy away from meat and vegetables when joking.He chuckled: "Boss Yang, did I say that woman has a crush on you? Come every day, I'm afraid she just wants you to wash the car."

Yang Fan ignored him, but thought to himself, it's hard to say whether he likes him or not, but it's definitely not as simple as washing the car every day.

Xiao Pan is not yet twenty, he is a newcomer, and he is still doing odd jobs under Master Wu, watching his master speak, he also echoed: "The car must be at least 100 million, that is a rich woman, brother Yang, you are lucky. "

Yang Fan stood up, grabbed the ledger and slapped Xiao Pan hard on the head.

"What luck do I have?"

Now the child shrank his neck, not daring to speak any more.

"You're not very old, and you still have a lot of ghosts. Come here and help me."

Xiao Pan shrank his head and hugged his things and followed Yang Fan to wash the rich woman's car.

It was just washed yesterday, and a full set of maintenance was done with polishing and waxing. There was no wind or rain this day, and the car was still as clean as new.But still in strict accordance with the customer's requirements, another top-level care was done.

After the car was finished, the woman scanned the QR code and paid the bill in the car wash, but instead of driving away immediately, she stood on the other side of the car and looked at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan knew that he was good-looking, and there would often be girls who wanted to add a WeChat message or call him after washing the car.But being looked at like this for three days in a row, and the woman's eyes didn't show the familiar interest in him, made Yang Fan a little irritable.

He lit a cigarette, and asked bluntly, "Sister, you don't need to wash your car at all. You come here for three days in a row, and you don't find anyone but me. What's the matter?"

"Get in the car, let's find a place to talk." She opened the car door and got in, and opened the passenger door for Yang Fan.

Yang Fan supported the car door with one hand, and held the cigarette butt in the other. When he was talking, smoke came out of his mouth, looking like a prodigal son.

"No, we don't know each other well, where else can we go to talk? Just talk here if you have anything to say."

"We are not familiar, but you must be familiar with my son." The woman smiled at him, "Let me introduce myself, my name is He Xianglan, and I am Feng Jimeng's mother."

Yang Fan's arm supporting the car door slipped, he staggered, and after standing still, he quickly threw away the cigarette butt in his hand.

It was true that he lost his composure in panic, but Yang Fan quickly recuperated himself, and changed his sloppy expression into a sunny smile: "Hello, hello, this is really... If you want to tell me sooner, then I will at least call you A discount."

"There's no need for discounts. You don't have a lot of money in this line of work, so it's quite hard work." He Xianglan said again, "Get in the car, let's chat in another place."

The visitor was not kind, and he spoke with a sense of arrogance. Yang Fan didn't want to get in this car, but he had to.

He is an old fritter who has been struggling in the society for so many years, who cares about your mother, if he doesn't want to sell it, he won't sell it.But Feng Jimeng is not a heavenly king, but a sweetheart.If he didn't handle one of them well, it would be too bad to cause more troubles to Feng Jimeng. He is still under so much pressure to study.

Yang Fan got into the car obediently, and followed He Xianglan while the shop assistants were stunned.

He Xianglan didn't speak the whole time, Yang Fan's heart was pounding, guessing people were coming to him, it was impossible not to know everything, the key was how much she knew.If you know more, it will be easy.For the parents, the son has found a boyfriend, and he is still so much older. A single element is enough to jump out, not to mention the combination of these two elements.The more Yang Fan thought about it, the more he frowned, and his heart sank.

Fortunately, the car didn't drive very far, it stopped by the river, and He Xianglan led him into a teahouse.The business of the teahouses in the small county is not so simple. This is a very high-end leisure and entertainment place in Hongcheng, and there are many people playing poker while drinking tea in the lobby.

The waiter led them into a private room, and He Xianglan ordered a pot of green tea.Yang Fan couldn't wait for the tea break.He knew that if he and Feng Jimeng were going to go on, there would definitely be a hurdle facing his parents.Even if they are irresponsible, parents with a bad relationship are still parents, and to some extent, they can influence their children's lives.It's just that he didn't expect it to come so soon, so unexpectedly. The most important thing is that Feng Jimeng is still in high school, and at this age he still has no right to speak about his own future.

Stretching out his head and retracting his head, Yang Fan simply took the initiative to strike up a conversation, trying to find out what the other party knew and what his purpose was: "Feng Jimeng is pretty good, his grades have improved a lot in the past year, last monthly exam He's also in Hongzhong's rocket class."

He Xianglan looked at him: "Mengmeng's grades have improved, you should have contributed a lot."

Yang Fan just wanted to say that this was all due to his own efforts and had nothing to do with him.

But He Xianglan immediately said: "When he approached Teacher Wu and said that he wanted to study, it was not long after your physical education class, and he joined the volleyball team again around the same time. Speaking of it, I don't believe that this is something he can do. It seems that You have had a great influence on him."

Yang Fan's face suddenly became ugly, she came prepared, I'm afraid she knew more than she thought.When did he and Feng Jimeng be investigated like this?It seems that his vaguely inconsistent illusions before were not just illusions.

"Really? That seems to be a good influence."

The waiter brought in the green tea, Yang Fan took the initiative to take the glass pot from the waiter, and poured it for He Xianglan.

"Yes, they are all good influences. His father is also very satisfied with his performance and feels that the child has grown up and become sensible."

Hearing what she said, Yang Fan felt a little relieved, and felt that she seemed to be different from his mother that Feng Jimeng said, and maybe she was not as bad as the first impression he had of her just now.

As soon as this thought came up, He Xianglan said again: "But these are useless, whether you study well, exercise well, understand or not, it is useless to Feng Jimeng, self-righteous feeling will hurt him instead .”

He Xianglan stared at Yang Fan with her big eyes: "The only thing Feng Jimeng needs to do is to be obedient when it is time to be obedient."

"But now he is not obedient at all. He is unwilling to go abroad. His father's patience is almost exhausted."